You know you've been away too long ....
Jan. 19th, 2011 11:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
... when you get lost in your own damn city. I got out at Broadway-Lafayette on my way to KGB and walked ten damned blocks in the wrong direction before I realized I was misaligned: the moment when I realized it was when someone asked me the way to Prince Street, and I automatically waved right and though, "Wait, if Prince is right, that means that 4th is, too. Dammit."
I got there too late to hear Linda Addison, but managed to reconnect with a fair number of people before Greg Frost came on with a deeply chilling noir tale of witchery and boxing and revenge in early 20th c. Philly - well worth the travail. I had planned to get home early for a night of class planning, but the company was too good to resist a drink at dinner. Note to self: next time, a) triangulate off the Chrysler Building, and, b) eat lightly enough to be hungry by 9. And, oh, yeah, big, fat, capital C) PLAN CLASSES FIRST THING IN THE MORNING so as to be able to stay out late. In my own defense, I had to get Azrael neutered this week, so I stayed up late fussing with him, and then got woken up too damned early when he wanted to play (by "too damned early," I mean "4 in the fucking morning" - hey, at least he's healthy).
At any rate! Good reading, good company, and good night.
I got there too late to hear Linda Addison, but managed to reconnect with a fair number of people before Greg Frost came on with a deeply chilling noir tale of witchery and boxing and revenge in early 20th c. Philly - well worth the travail. I had planned to get home early for a night of class planning, but the company was too good to resist a drink at dinner. Note to self: next time, a) triangulate off the Chrysler Building, and, b) eat lightly enough to be hungry by 9. And, oh, yeah, big, fat, capital C) PLAN CLASSES FIRST THING IN THE MORNING so as to be able to stay out late. In my own defense, I had to get Azrael neutered this week, so I stayed up late fussing with him, and then got woken up too damned early when he wanted to play (by "too damned early," I mean "4 in the fucking morning" - hey, at least he's healthy).
At any rate! Good reading, good company, and good night.